The luxurious golden carriage, along with the seven cages tied behind it, slowly advanced until it reached the beginning of the queue.
The moment it arrived, both cultivators and ordinary people instinctively shifted to the sides, creating a wide path for it. Some people looked at the carriage with curiosity, while others were openly wary. However, whatever hesitation they had completely vanished the moment their eyes fell upon the people inside the cages.
The prisoners sat motionlessly within them.
Their eyes were completely blank, devoid of even the slightest trace of emotion. Their expressions were listless, and their bodies remained unnaturally still. They looked as though they had already died inside, leaving behind nothing more than empty shells that continued to breathe.
No one dared to stare for too long.
There was something unsettling about them that made even cultivators uncomfortable.
